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CHAPTER 46 — THREADS IN THE DARK
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2026-04-05 18:32:09
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An Almost Honest Affair CHAPTER 46 — THREADS IN THE DARK
Mia didn’t sleep again.By morning, her eyes were ringed in gray shadows, her skin pale. She moved through the house on autopilot made tea, touched Bloom’s empty leash, stared at the floor like she was waiting for something to speak back.But inside, a storm had settled.Not panic.Not grief.Something colder. Sharper.She had proof now.And she wasn’t going to let them destroy what was left of her.She didn’t plan to see Ethan.It just happened a coincidence, if such things still existed in her world.She’d gone to the bank to access her company’s emergency account, only to find the funds frozen again.And when she turned around, there he was.Same confident walk. Same soft eyes. But this time, there was no teasing in his expression only concern.“Mia?” he said, stepping closer. “You look”He stopped himself. “Are you okay?”Her laugh cracked. “Do I look okay?”Ethan hesitated, then guided her to a quieter corner of the marble lobby. “I’ve been trying to reach you. I heard about your
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The house felt wrong.Not just empty.Wrong.Like someone had rearranged the air itself while she wasn’t looking.It had been three days since Bloom’s death. Three days since she buried her with her bare hands, whispering promises into the cold soil.Three days since Liam told her it was “just an accident.”He had gone back to work the next morning, leaving her alone with the walls, the silence, and the echo of what she’d lost.Mia hadn’t eaten much since.Couldn’t sleep.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Bloom’s body trembling on the floor her eyes pleading with her, the way they used to when she wanted one more walk, one more treat, one more moment with her.The house still smelled faintly of lavender from the candle she’d lit after burying him.Sometimes she thought she could still hear the faint jingle of Bloom’s collar, the padding of her paws on the marble.But when she turned, there was nothing.Just her heartbeat. Loud. Unsteady.Rosemary was kind these days. Too kind.S
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